Manhattan College - Manhattanite Yearbook (Riverdale, NY)

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So the day wears on. Some important figures in school societies are absent. Une is home sick, another must be at the Commodore to arrange for a Society Dance. The clouds threaten again. The Wind blows the photographerls flimsy camera, so that one wonders how well it can record the carefully arranged group in front of him. But as the last slanting rays capture the group in front of the library, there is the feeling that things have gone quite Well. True, one Brother forgot about the schedule and had prepared a test for that :ml

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arrive as fashion plates, have, somehow or other, forgotten that they are to ap- pear at their best today, and have arrived dressed for a fishing trip they intend to take this afternoon, in sweaters and open neck shirts, or in broad-striped lumber- jackets. Comes the photographer. The staff awaits him in the Library office of the yearbook. He awaits them in the Foyer of the Administration building. Tele- phonic contact having finally been estab- lished, the staH mounts to the campus and the work begins. As the gloom of the clouds lifts a little, the photographer an- nounces that the light is perfect. Accus- tomed to depend on the sun for their il- lumination of pictures, the assistants are wondering if he is just trying to be nice! The frosh have, during this time, come out in droves from their classes and are massed on the steps of the chapel. Most of the four-hundred want to be in the lirst line. Then the Brother appears on the scene and assists in getting them into shape as a class. Little fellows are sent to the rear, or brought to the front as the photographer's whim demands. Men in nondescript coats and sweaters borrow rainient from their better-provided brothers. The schedule is already ten min- utes off, but the sun appears on the frosh crowd and the first snaps that will make the picture yearbook have already been recorded. Thus the day wears on, one group relieving another. Men staying for five and six tries, to record their participa- tion in as many activities. The sun shines now and then, and as the day wears on, new spots are chosen for the background of the shots. Many not aware of this following of the sun, are in the Quad when they should be in the forecourt. Then it is discovered that the Boarders are scheduled to be pictured at lunch time. The omnipresent Editor is alarmed at the small size of the group in the forecourt. Hasty word is sent to the Dining Room and bit by bit the group grows. Now five has become ten. Now twenty are await- ing their picture. Word has gotten to the dormitory where a few laggards have forgotten both lunch and their pictures. Now the group is too big for the spot chosen. But in maintaining the schedule the group is snapped, just as four more men come down the stairs. They are in- serted and another pose is recorded. The Athletic Association Officers form a small, compact and admirable group. As they finish, two more boarders approach from Spuyten Duyvil Parkway. Their watches were slow and they had figured they had lots of time to get there. 160

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day that kept his class beyond the time indicated for their participation in the activity, but the elasticity of the sched- ule had permitted a lapse long enough to include the members of his class. True, another group, scheduled for outdoors did not arrive until it was too dark and their picture did not come out. True, another group had not arranged its re- organization for the year in time to par- ticipate in picture taking. Next year, the sun Will' shine, the organizations will all be ready, the schedule will be strictly ad- hered to, the student body will be so well informed that everybody will look his best, the professors will all remember the day, the photographer will be perfectly equipped to cope with every situation, the assistants will be on hand and ready to lend him every assistance. Next year's pictures will all be perfect. But then, that's next year! THE QUAD SELLS FOR THE GOVERNMENT QT since Bill McHale left the staff of the Quadrangle, has so much humor found its Way into the pages of the school paper as we have been blessed with in the past few months. At least once a month some pre- posterous or curiously mal-a-propos item found its way into the pages that ordin- arily represent staid and dependable journalism. The crowning point of this Whimsy appeared on page one of the March 13 issue, when, by a stroke of un- believably good luck, the Quadrangle, no less, was made agent for the United States Government in its efforts to dis- pose of thousands of excess commodity jeeps, at only sixty-seven dollars each, provided they should be purchased in lots of thirty. 162